All Chapters of Surrogate For Alpha Zane: I Am His Rejected Luna : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Jaselyn's POV As Rion carried me into our bedroom, the romantic atmosphere embraced us with its soft, seductive allure. The room had been transformed into a haven of love, each detail meticulously arranged for our wedding night. Candles flickered on every available surface, their gentle light casting a warm, golden glow that made the room feel intimate and inviting. The air was filled with the delicate scent of roses and vanilla, a sweet aroma that mingled with the soft strains of a romantic melody playing in the background.Rose petals were scattered across the bed and the floor, adding a touch of elegance and sensuality. The bed itself was adorned with a lavish spread of silky sheets, the deep blue and white fabric glistening under the candlelight. The room was set up perfectly for an unforgettable evening.Rion gently placed me on the bed, his eyes locked onto mine with a mix of love and anticipation. He took a moment to admire the scene around us befor

Jaselyn's POV I woke up alone in our bed, the cool sheets caressing my skin as I stretched my limbs. Blinking sleep from my eyes, I glanced around the room, only to find the space beside me empty. The soothing sound of running water from the bathroom was the only indication that Rion was up and preparing for the day. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table—5 AM. The early hour was a stark reminder of Rion’s new role as Alpha, and I knew he must have a mountain of responsibilities awaiting him.Determined to support him in any way I could, I resolved to get up and check if there was anything I could assist with at his office. As I began to slide out of bed, I felt a familiar presence stir within me.Nila broke the morning silence, her voice filled with a subtle hint of curiosity and anticipation. “Jas, do you feel any different today?”I paused, momentarily confused. “Different? You mean like, because I’m Luna

Jaselyn's POV Once inside, I gestured for him to sit on the edge of the bed. I handed him a tissue and sat beside him, my heart aching for him.Jinu took the tissue with trembling hands, his tears now flowing freely. He dabbed at his eyes, but his shoulders shook with every sob. The silence between us was heavy, filled with the weight of his grief.“Jinu,” I said softly, placing a hand on his shoulder, “you don’t have to go through this alone. You’re not the same person you were before. You’ve made mistakes, yes, but you’re working hard to make things right.”He looked at me with eyes full of anguish. “But it doesn’t change what I did. No matter how much I wish it, Ziarre is still gone. I’m still the boy who killed his sister. I hate myself for it. Every time I look in the mirror, I see that monster.”I could see the pain etched on his face, and it broke my heart. “

TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter and the next, for better lack of words, are pretty dark. I won't spoil much just.... prepare yourselves.Jinu's POV I staggered into my room in the servant's quarters, every muscle in my body aching from the long day. The small space felt like a sanctuary as I shed my maid outfit, each piece of fabric falling to the floor with a soft thud. The prosthetic fingers I wore were removed with a careful touch and placed on the dresser. I let my hair down, the length of it cascading down my back. It had taken months to grow this long, and now it almost reached my waist.Standing before the mirror, completely naked, I ran a hand through my hair and took in my reflection. It pleased me how much I resembled Ziarre now. It was crucial if my greatest desire was ever going to come true. Every detail mattered, and looking like Ziarre was one step closer to achieving that goal.I moved to the bathroom, the coolness of the tile sending

Jaselyn's POV Watching Jinu as he approached the dining table, I felt a swell of both hope and anxiety. Since Rion had finally agreed to let Jinu become part of our family, I had moved him from the servant's quarters to one of the main rooms in the palace, just three doors down from ours. It was a small gesture, but it meant a lot to me. Jinu had worked hard to better himself, and I wanted him to feel welcomed and accepted. Dinner had become something of a family tradition since my pregnancy was revealed. It was our time to come together, share our lives, and offer each other support. I looked forward to the day when Rion would finally let go of his anger and open his heart to Jinu. I truly believed they could become friends in time.As the maids arranged the plates and set out the silverware, I noticed Jinu approaching the table with a nervous air. He seemed somewhat out of place, and it reminded me of Ziarre. I understood his apprehension—he